Losing Sleep: A Sweet Romance (Lost Roommates Book 2) by Hillary Slaughter

Author:Hillary Slaughter [Slaughter, Hillary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HMS Press, LLC
Published: 2024-05-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

I didn’t say much as we drove back to the cabin, mountains and trees passing outside my window. Instead, I reveled in the memory, still amazed at myself for jumping into the river. The towel underneath me was wet, likely soaking into the car seat. I’d kicked off my water shoes, allowing my toes the freedom they’d been craving all day. My hair was a disaster. A few tangled strands had escaped from my bun, and I could guarantee I had mascara smudges giving me raccoon eyes. Yet, I felt happy—content, even. I had jumped, despite fear and anxiety and self-doubt. Not just that, I’d jumped multiple times, experiencing a level of fun and enjoyment I hadn’t anticipated. Maybe there was something to be said for losing control every once in a while.

“They made it.” Tory exclaimed, pulling me from my thoughts.

A silver car was parked in the clearing next to Grey’s SUV. Tory parked on the other side of the silver car, and I quickly slipped my water shoes back on, following the others out of the car.

The cabin door opened, and a group of three familiar faces trekked out onto the porch, waving. The twin blond-haired guys in their late twenties were staples at almost all of Tory’s social functions. While I knew there had to be other indicators, the only way I knew how to tell them apart was that Alex wore glasses and Brad didn’t. A few steps behind them was Kylie, one of Tory’s roommates. Her thick, auburn hair bounced in the wind, and her excitement was nearly tangible, coming off her in waves. She looked picture-perfect, with flawless makeup and hair, and I instantly felt self-conscious. I tightened my grip on the towel around my waist as I took in Kylie’s appearance and remembered my own wet, makeup-smudged state.

I hung back, following behind everyone as Tory dashed up the porch steps to hug her friends.

“How was the drive?” She slung an arm around each of the twins, leaving wet marks on their shirts as she hugged them simultaneously. They laughed, slipping from her grip with pretend dismay. Tory then turned to Kylie, who held up a hand with a laugh to stop her approach.

“I’ll wait on the hug until you’re dry”—she waved vaguely at Tory while taking a step back—“but it’s so good to see you.”

“Oh, come on! It’s not that different from the time at camp when we were kids,” Tory protested, jokingly going in for another hug while Kylie ducked away, hiding behind Brad for protection.

“The difference is I’m an adult now who really doesn’t want to have to change her clothes,” Kylie said, gesturing to her pink top and leggings.

“I didn’t realize opting out of wet hugs was an option,” Brad joked as he pulled his shirt away from his skin, exposing a band of tan, muscled stomach.

“You love it, and you know it,” Tory said, giving him another hug, making sure to soak even more of his shirt. “We’ve been friends for too long for you to worry about a wet shirt.

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